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Before the first trilobite wriggled through the muck that would become Earth's oceans, the Ring Builders left us the door to the Milky Way. The door remained closed until we'd stumbled around the solar system for the brief decades it took humans to turn our tiny corner of the galaxy into our latest warzone. While looking for tools to gain supremacy over each other, the humans fumbled the lock open and discovered the Ring Gate. It lead to a starless, locationless pocket filled with gates, and like rats we scurried through. Warlords, rebels, idealists and zealots - every shade of human hope and ambition, from the most noble to the most depraved. You were among them, one ship, stolen from a corporation on the far side of one gate among thousands. You are, as many crews are, bound as chosen family. Interconnected lovers, some poly, some monogamous all bound to each other by affections. And the need to survive. There is no going home. Imprisonment, or likely worse, being uploaded to the cloud to spend eternity as digital slave labor, while your bodies are sold to the highest bidders to inhabit as repossessed vessels of immortality, is all that waits on the other side of the gate to Earth. Going through the gate promised freedom and a future free of oppression - now all that remains is to make that happen. We need a full crew. Captain, pilot, engineer, doctor, deckhands and whoever else you think fits. I expect to be more of a GM for this than play a character, so billets will be handed out as people request them. I'm taking inspiration form a lot of places on this - The Expanse cyberpunk, games like Eclipse Phase and shows like Farscape and Altered Carbon. The key point is, you're in this together, bound by affection. You need not be involved with everyone, but a web of intimate relationships ties everyone together every bit as tightly as the need to survive.

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  2. Welcome! This club has gone through several unsuccessful iterations, and I'm trying again. Any of you you joined the club, please chime in.
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  3. Jan thumbed open the hatch to the micro slot he and Siobhan shared. The Belter lounged at what looked like an uncomfortable angle, but the station's low gravity was far more normal for her than it was him. He gave her a weak smile - he'd been poor before but not poor in the belt. Poor on Mars meant something different. Here you could feel yourself being a commodity. Siobhan's eyes twinkled as she looked up. "Not long - I'm sure we'll find a can out of here any day now." Jan shrugged, "We better - I made shit today and there's hardly any kibble left." She flicked a notice to his handheld. "Fights tonight." Jan looked down at the announcement. "I dunno - in this gravity, I', not sure I could take you." Siobhan laughed. "You can't take me in any gravity, Jan." The Martian shrugged. She wasn't exactly wrong. "So - you fight?" "Everyone knows me." She pushed off the corner and bounced over to jab him playfully in the side, "It's good you're cute." Jan gave a bitter chuckle. Since leaving Ruby of Karur Jan had felt fairly useless. He barely spoke lang belta and was having a hard time lining up work on the docks. He was as good as any of them, better than most, frankly, but his Martian accent cost him far more jobs than his strength won him. "Doesn't do much good with most beltalowda." "Nope." She agreed in English then grinned broadly and added, "Im does na, mi dear. Amash im does mean kowmang wants fo beat to ass." Jan chugged through the creole slowly and, as he figured it out, shot a glance a Siobhan. "Great - so take a fight that I probably can't win, just because everyone wants to see me get my ass kicked. And what, you bet on them to win." Siobhan looked guilty for a long second before she looked up, "Not at first?" She asked sheepishly.
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    Siobhan is a belter through and through. She was born aboard a freighter and has spent very little time off of a ship. She acts as the owner's XO and manages much of the day-to-day leadership duties.
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    Jan is a former professional fighter from Mars. After getting Ko'd in his first pro bout he cound himself back on the loading docks. He signed on with the first freighter he could and has been wrestling freight ever since. He's strong, quick and has a clear vision for the future of his spouses.
  7. "Aye Aye Capt," Talia says and checks her compass to be sure she was still on course. As she put her compass away she thought of the man that she broke and sighs thinking she maybe cursed due to how she'd broken him. As night was falling she met with a helms mate letting them know of their course before laundering off to the Captain's Quarters.
  8. "See we make it afore 'morrow noon is all I ask." The captain replied with a nod. Venus crossed to the ladderwell and turned back to the first mate, "You in the market for a new man, Talia? Break the last one? I told you he looked scrawny." A storm of blonde hair shook off any answer with a smile. "Save it. I want you an Lavule in my quarters at the night watch." She slid down the polished hand rails on her hands. At the bottom she turned into her cabin.
  9. Talia nods in agreement," Aye aye Captian, That we do need. Maybe a few more fellows to board the ship to tame some of these wild women." She gives the Captian a playful wink as she feels a hard breeze blowing behind her heading into the sails giving a ship a hard tug forward. Talia laughs," Looks like the breeze agrees with ya. At this rate we'd be there moon high tonight!"
  10. When Venus returned from the stores, she doubled back and bounded up the ladderwell to the quarterdeck. Talia tended the wheel, and surveyed the deck while the captain and boatswain had been below decks. "We need to make it by tomorrow, love." Venus replied to her first mate. "Lavule and I just checked the rum stores and sundown tomorrow, we'll all be strung from the yards." Venus clapped Talia on the shoulder, "Monster will get us there, you'll see to it. I'll call the crew for a vote when we get there - we need a new quartermaster."
  11. Standing at the helm Talia sighs softly as her golden eyes turns down onto a compass she keeps on hand around her waist. Heading Southwest she turns the helm steering to the left lightly following her instincts goes. Her long hair pulled back into a partial pony tail still showing her length of going down most of her back. Wearing a black corset around her waist emphasizes her c cup breasts beneath a white tunic. Wearing a tight red skirt she sways her hips side to side as she a little she ponders on songs to sing when she saw the captain walking her way. "Bright day Capt," Talia calls out heavy with accent of an ancient language long lost only few who knows. "Kel'ia San jeo gwain Marjia Port sian vika," she says quickly in her tongue then she quickly switches to English after realizing she was speaking the wrong language. "We'll be in Marjia's Port in a few days time. Given the wind is on our side."
  12. Venus huffed, "Jump ship? You'd be a fool not to, Cassandra Lavule. You with a ship and crew of your own? Me'n the mate with Monster - we'd be the masters of the seas. Least until they sent a fleet for us." She wasn't so much afraid as sort of hopeful. Lavule was capable and attractive. Easier to avail herself of that latter fact as equals. Bad mojo to dally with the crew - well, openly, anyway." Venus turned a smiling face back on the boatswain, "I expect the lads and lasses will go buck wild and we'll be apologizing to Marjia. I had intended to see what I could do about weaseling a cabin boy out of the filthy old wench." she said with a wink. "I'll share him with you as long as your one of my crew, eh?" She swung nimbly under the stay and cocked her head toward the mainmast as she started toward the main deck, "Let's have a look at the rum stores and see how much work you have, shall we?"
  13. "Wit' this pack of rats? Not likely capn'. But I'll keep me eye out. Afraid I'm going to jump ship on you?" Cassandra smiled while stepping up to her captain and overlooking the map Marjia's port was always a fun stop and maybe she could keep an eye out for a pretty young thing to entertain her and the captain this time. "Some of the crew have yet to feel a warm embrace, much less the... luxuries of Marjia's port. Could give us time to enjoy ourselves as we resupply and maybe maybe listen for some soft targets on the trade lanes... I'm a bit eager for some action and I don't just mean fucking the tits off a lass."
  14. I was a Marine, so I got the worst of both worlds. Venus turned when her bo'sun answered. The blue eyed captain watched the other woman's breasts sway under the thin cotton of her shirt. She pursed her lips appreciatively but simply nodded. "Promises to be good sailing, Lavule. See the deck crew stays sharp on the sheets. We'll need to mind the wind if we're going to make Marjia's Port before the rum stores run out." The captain turned her face back to the sea, "One day, Cassie, I'll have to replace you and my deck will be a shambles." She said, laughing. "Don't suppose there's one of them you can train, is there?"
  15. (I was in the army, not the navy, so I have to research things! XD) The boatswain, Cassandra Lavule as a little girl had aspirations to be captain of her own ship. However one cannot simply take command of a vessel, it requires experience on the seas under the guiding hand of an experienced captain. Years ago she came under the command of Captain Venus. Crewmates came and went, along with opportunities to gain higher positions amongst other ships, but somewhere along the way somewhere... Cassandra's respect for Venus' leadership as captain, outweighed the desires of a captaincy for herself. After all this time on the sea Cassandra had come to learn the ship as well as her own body making her the perfect candidate for the bosun of The Monster. Cassandra heard the captain call for her and she quickly made her way across the deck of the ship stopping only to berate a shipmate who was not minding the rigging. "If you want your rum ration, I suggest you tie off the main sail! We still have a full day ahead and I won't have you stressing the lines!" Once the crewman had been corrected, Cassandra continued to the captain. The bosun had leather boots that were fraying around the edges suggesting their wear and tear throughout the years. Her pants were baggy and secured via a large belt around her waist with the cotton shirt tucked beneath. Her breasts were only hidden by the cotton fabric as her neckline was revealed just above the leather bandolier that carried her powder and shot for her flintlock pistol tucked into her belt. Her hair was tied into a ponytail on the back of her head with green determined eyes looking up to her captain. "Yes capn'?" Her voice was husky and low with a mild rasp that echoed her harsh lifestyle but also carried her respect for Venus and readiness to take orders.
  16. Venus stood at the bow of Monster, one foot on the base of the bow sprit, one strong, soft hand holding onto a stay as she regarded the sea before her. The other hand rested easily on the hilt of a sheathed cutlass. Low, white clouds boiled into the blue sky ahead, promising a smooth sea and gentle winds. Her long blonde hair and brocaded coat danced in the wind as she surveyed the sea. Tight white trousers and tall, black boots accented her long legs.As her coat danced the crew behind her could catch the occasional glimpse of her firm, round behind. Opposite her cutlass a pistol was thrust into the broad belt of supple leather than hung low about her shapely, feminine hips. Each bore the dark patina of long use on its grip. @WarAngel "Bo'sun Lavule!" she bellowed, turning her head to be heard across the deck.
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